When the crying subsided and only sobbing remained, Sheng Shaoan brought the previously untouched water and a box of tissues to Mo Ying.

I don't know whether Mo Ying was tired from crying or she had accepted her fate. She no longer made a fuss or made a fuss when she met Sheng Shaoan like she did at the beginning. She took the tissues and water while burping and crying.

Ever since Mo Ying started crying, Sheng Shaoan's eyebrows furrowed and then relaxed slightly.

"What a child." Sheng Shaoan didn't know whether he was talking about Mo Ying's crying look or her age.

Mo Ying took out a few tissues and wiped the tears from her face, then unscrewed the cap of the water bottle and drank most of it in one go. She felt a little better after her throat became hoarse from crying.

After venting the emotions that had been suppressed in her heart for too long, Mo Ying realized that she was still fighting with someone.

"When you're done crying, go wash your face. There are some food orders on the table. If you're hungry, just order what you want to eat." Sheng Shaoan is not good at coaxing children. Hearing the cry is enough to give him a headache, and his child treats him like a baby.

The same as the enemy.

After Sheng Shaoan left these words, he went straight upstairs.

Mo Ying waited for the crying and hiccups to pass before she stood up. After trying the door lock twice more unwillingly, she stepped into the living room dejectedly and looked around at Sheng Shaoan's residence.

The Mo family is an ordinary little rich family, more than enough for the inferiors, but far less than the "superior" like Sheng Shaoan.

Mo Ying could only think of one word to describe the decoration of this villa, and that was - trench.

The house is well-kept, and the furniture and decorations are mostly black and white, which makes the house look bright and spacious. But is it too spacious for one person to live in?

Mo Ying walked to the dining table and looked at a table full of ordering orders, including Chinese, Western, and Thai dishes. Mo Ying had only drank a few sips of water since morning. Logically speaking, he should be hungry, but today

She has endured too much and has no appetite at all.

When Sheng Shaoan finished taking a shower and changed into home clothes, he saw the sleeping person lying on the dining table. Looking at the sleeping little face, there were still faint traces of tears. At a glance, he knew that he had not followed his instructions.

Yes, I washed my face and ordered food.

Sheng Shaoan is already thirty. Even to Mo Zhi, who is in her early twenties, he is considered an old man. To his wife, who is not yet twenty, it is like an old man eating young grass.

And people of this age have countless beautiful longings for love, so that's why his little wife is so excited.

I still have one year and twenty years left...

A person who is sleeping dreams that she is in a vast ocean, with nothing around her but endless water, and she is surrounded by the sea water, and the water flows up and down as she sleeps.

When she woke up, Mo Ying was still immersed in the comfortable dream state, her consciousness was dazed. She looked around the environment before she suddenly woke up. She was married! Now her 'husband' Sheng Shao'an was with her

's home!

The memory came back. How dare Mo Ying continue to lie down and reminisce about the wonderful scenery. She quickly sat up. As soon as she sat down, she found that the bed she was sleeping on was particularly soft. There seemed to be something inside. The place where she pressed her palms would move.

Run around.

Mo Ying thought of her dream, and it turned out that she was really surrounded by water. This was a water bed.

Mo Ying was curious, so she raised her hand and pressed it again.
Chapter completed!